Feelin' Love

Feelin' Love

Being a novice, I could only marvel at the changes in my sister's body as she approached climax. Her breathing went ragged; her legs started quivering and turned into wild shaking; I felt her belly moving up and down, along with her hips humping my face. And then... "HOLY FUCK...I...I'm... CUMMING!" Gripping my head as she climaxed, she held my face in her wet pussy, laughing like a crazy woman. "Oh my God - oh my God - oh my God!" she cried out, humping me. Forcing myself out of her grasp, I sucked in a deep, and well deserved, breath. Jess' mouth was on mine, with arms wrapped around my neck, immediately after my breath. She was still trembling from her orgasm, as we kissed long and deep. "I guess I did good?" I asked, knowing the answer. "I hate you," she replied, shocking me. "What?! Why?!" "There's only one way I'll cum from here on out... that's with you," she said and laughed. "I suppose you want me to suck your dick, after what you just did to me?" "I know you've never done it before... so, it's up to you." "Hey, I'm willing to learn, lay back." My sister spoke the truth. After lightly licking and kissing my glans, apparently marveling at being so up close and personal, she opened her mouth and closed her lips on my shaft. It was pure heaven, watching her head bob up and down. Of course, being a novice, her first attempt came with several gagging coughs for trying to take in too much of me, quickly learning what the gag reflex was about. After going down on my sister, and getting my first blow job from her, she had me near orgasm far quicker than I would have liked. "Jess - Jess, pull off, pull off, I'm going to...!" Still gripping my penis, her eyes went wide when I ejaculated, just as she pulled away, and a looping stream of semen dropped on her cheek. Unsure of what to do, she simply held on until I'd spent my load. "Jee-suuss, Michael! That was wild! Is it always like that?" she said, sounding in awe. 11 "What do I do?" Placing my hand on her head, I gently pushed her down. She didn't resist and seemed to understand, again opening her mouth. "Suck me dry," I gasped out. She got a surprise when my cock throbbed, sending a last glob of cum into her mouth. Pulling away, she looked at me wild eyed, obviously holding the cum in her mouth. "Swallow," I said, grinning. "How was it?" "Salty, but not bad," she remarked, licking her lips. "So, did I do okay?" "You were amazing, and you just spoiled me." My sister smiled and patted my penis. "Are you saying this bad boy is only cumming to me?" she questioned, swiping the cum off her cheek and sucking her finger clean. Our first time was perfect. We didn't go overboard, and we satisfied each other's lustful needs orally, learning as we did. She was right, the Vic was our escape, and it would play the role many times... before the ultimate. ~ Our parents had made plans for the fourth of July, months in advance. They weren't apologetic about leaving us for a mini vacation of their own, knowing we could celebrate the holiday. They drove off with a final warning about not burning the house down... "Mikey, are you busy?!" "No, why!" I yelled back, rolling my eyes. "Come in here, I need your help!" Jess yelled back, from the bathroom. "Okay, what is...?" I started to ask, walking in and stopped dead in my tracks. I found my sister sitting on the bathroom vanity, totally naked, with legs spread wide open. She had a silly little grin on her lips, holding up a razor. "I'm not sure I got it all... help me, please?" she said, holding out the razor. Jessica had decided to shave her pubic hair. 12 She'd taken care of her mons, but hadn't touched anything lower, as evident by her labia being covered in shaving foam. "Whoa, seriously? You want me to... and you're going to trust me to -" "Yes silly, take the razor. I was going to try, but it's hard looking down, and well just help me." Neither of us were embarrassed by nudity anymore, after the countless times we'd masturbated together, so I dropped to my knees in front of her. She'd used far too much shaving cream, and I started by sliding the back of my index finger down both of her labia lips. Jess giggled. "I said help me shave, not play with me." I looked up and gave her a snarky grin, before setting to the task. Working slowly and carefully, I drew the razor down along her right labia, stopping only to have my sister rinse off the razor, before continuing. Unfazed, Jess chatted away telling me why she decided to shave her pussy, proudly proclaiming it was all for my benefit. "Slide down a little and spread your legs wider." I was working the razor around the lowest point, her perineum, that sensitive area between her anus and vagina, cleaning off pubic hair, before going to her left side. "Holy shit, you are thorough, aren't you," Jess gasped out. Looking up, I gave her a warm smile and winked. "You do know once you've started to do this, you're going to have to touch it up - right? I mean, it's like me shaving my face, the stubble will come out." "I know... I was thinking it will be way easier with your help." "Here, rinse off the razor," I replied in a sarcastic tone. "What was that for, I'm serious you're really good at shaving." "Thanks," I replied, taking the razor for final touch-ups. I sat back admiring my handiwork, marveling at seeing my sister's clitoris for the very first time, not covered by hair. "Here, hold this up so I can see," Jess said, handing me a mirror. "Oh my God!" "Yeah, exactly what I was thinking, sis. Your pussy is gorgeous," I commented, and leaned to kiss her clit. "Are you hard?" 13 "Well yeah, pretty tough not being hard when I'm shaving your pussy." "Take it out, I want to see it laying on my bare pussy. Standing, I produced my erection and pushed it down, making contact at the top of her slit, nestling my glans into her protruding clit. Pre-cum oozed from my meatus, under my sister's intense gaze. Looking away, she looked at me in wonder, reaching to push my cockhead firmly against her clit. "I know why women shave," she sighed out. Having intercourse had never come closer. It was an extreme test of will not sliding my cock down, and inserting it into her vagina. Jessica sensed it too. "I know... I want it, as bad as you," she said, acknowledging her own desire, as she cupped my cheek. I couldn't help myself, with her fingers holding my glans down. I moved my hips, pushing my cockhead back and forth over her clit. My sister closed her eyes and gasped. "Feel good?" "You know it does... are you going to rub my clit until I cum?" she asked, removing her fingers. I took over, grabbing my shaft rubbing it hard on her clit. Jess gripped her legs behind the knees, keeping her legs wide, as I picked up speed. Knowing what I was using on her clit increased my sister's desire to orgasm. The familiar quivering and shaking came far faster than I imagined, and I was right there with her. Her wide-eyed expression said it all, as I held my cock and ejaculated on her mons. "Holy shit!" she said, breathless from her climax. "Yeah, no doubt... I love your shaved pussy." Righting herself, Jess wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed, as my semen oozed down between her legs. "Michael, I want you to take me on the fourth... at night, under the stars and fireworks," she whispered, and returned for a deeper, tongue filled, kiss. The fourth of July was two days away... ~ "You got everything," Jess asked. 14 "I think so... let me see, blanket, towels, cooler, lantern - yup," I answered, turning to see my sister approaching the car. Besides sandals, my sister wore a tube top and micro skirt. Her nipples proudly pushed against the top, telling me she was already excited. Just to double check, she leaned into the back seat of the Vic to review what I'd said, or possibly to answer my question about panties - she wore none. "You know, I'm thinking we could use something to clean up with," she commented, looking back over her shoulder at me. "Enjoying the view?" "I am... so, like what are you thinking?" "Hand wipes, there are a box of them in the kitchen cupboard - would you mind?" "Got it, anything else?" "What's in the cooler?" "A couple of beers." "Perfect, might as well celebrate our independence and loss of virginity," she quipped, and smiled. Her comment suddenly created butterflies in my stomach. I was excited, like she was, but the reality of popping my sister's cherry hit me hard. Up until the fourth, it had all been talk between us, as we quietly expressed our desires, but never acted on them. A shiver ran through me when I turned for the house. Jess was already in the car, sitting on her side on the seat. I tossed the box of wipes in the back seat, and got in. "Ready?" "Yes, get us out of town so I can slide over to you," my sister replied. We were back on our way to Willsboro, where the largest fireworks display in the county was being held. I knew of a perfect spot, just outside of town. It was grassy knoll, overlooking the fairgrounds, and I hoped the good folks of Willsboro would all be at the festivities. Climbing the back road, I stopped just short of the top. We were just early enough to have fading light to set up our blanket, towels, cooler and the rest. As the skies darkened and the stars came out, Jess helped me undress, before shedding what little she wore. She was happily sucking on my cock when we heard the opening salvo of fireworks. 15 She pulled away, watching the brilliant bursts of the shells, before I rolled her over. "Spread your legs." She held my head as I suckled on her pussy lips, before going for her clit. The fireworks were going full on when I lifted my head and asked her if she was ready. Fireworks illuminated her nodding head and I moved into position. Both of us virgins, the missionary position just seemed natural. Elevated slightly, using my knees, my sister reached down and guided me to the entrance of her vagina. Dropping down onto my forearms, I was about to slowly push in, when Jess raised her legs and locked her feet behind my buttocks. "What are you doing?" I asked. "This!" she said, and used the full strength of her legs to pull me down, driving my cock into her vagina. I felt the pressure against her hymen, and suddenly I was forced through, hearing her scream a second later. Gasping and breathing rapidly, she held me fully buried inside her. "Fuck, that was a rush," she gasped out, slowly unhooking her feet and spreading her legs. "You, okay?" I asked, lifting to look down at her. When I first looked, her eyes were closed. Slowly, she opened them and blinked. The fireworks were plainly visible in her blue eyes, as were the tears. "Why did you do that?" Putting hands on my neck, she drew me down and kissed me. "Because I wasn't sure if you'd actually do it." "It hurt, huh?" "Yeah, but I'm fine... it's time for you to work your magic." By magic, she referred to me humping. I watched her face closely, seeing her grimace a few times as I started thrusting. Her vagina was indescribably tight, but with juices flowing, it seemed to ease up. I knew I wasn't long and told her so. "It's okay, Michael, we'll get better," she said, and wrapped her arms around my neck, as my balls slapped against her ass. "Uh... uh... uh... uh... uh... oh... God... you're... so... fucking... deep!" Each time I thrust, I clenched my buttocks, driving my cock home until I could no longer hold off the inevitable. 16 Jess instinctively knew I was about to orgasm, and wrapped her legs around my waist, trying with all her might to hump me back. "Oh God, oh God, that was the most intense feeling I've ever had," I blurted out. My sister's lips were all over my face and lips, as she half cried and laughed, at the same time. My cock was still throbbing inside her, when she released her leg hold. "We did it, Michael... on the fourth of July no less!" she cried out. I rolled us over, bringing Jess on top of me. She lowered down, trailing her hard nipples across my lips, as semen and blood oozed out of her vagina. "It's a mess down there," she whispered, as I tugged on her nipples using my teeth. The fireworks were halfway through, when I finally wilted enough for my sister to expel me. "Did you cum?" "No, but that's okay. We accomplished what we set out to do, and there's always next time - and the next and the next," she answered, laughing. "Time to clean up, grab the wipes." Turning on the small lantern, I held it up just over my sister's crotch. "Yup, it's messy alright." Together we worked to clean each other. With time to spare, Jess popped open the two beers and we snuggled, watching the final show. As the last display burst and dispersed, dropping to the ground, Jess held up her bottle for a toast. "Happy fourth, and happy anniversary," she said, turning her head to kiss me. "Anniversary?" "Yeah, our first intercourse anniversary!" she announced, and laughed. "Ooo, I'm still leaking, but don't worry I have pads in my purse." Under the stars, we watched the crowds leaving, finishing our beer, before dressing and heading off to the car, arm in arm. At the car, Jess produced panties and a menstrual pad from her purse, and finished her dressing. "There, all set, no worries about blood on the seat," she said, as I loaded the back seat. Shutting the back door, I gave my sister a hug and kissed her. "Are you happy?" I asked. "Very, thanks to you... but my pussy is sore," she responded, and smiled. "You can massage it with your big dick tomorrow, that should help." 17 The next morning, it dawned on me that we had made a trifecta - we'd had intercourse; we'd showered together, and for the first time shared the same bed, sleeping together. I fondled Jessica's breast until she stirred. "Umm, morning," she said, in a sleepy voice. "Good morning... hungry?" "Yes, are you cooking?" "I can do that, any requests?" Jess rolled over, pressing her lips to mine. After the kiss she answered. "Umm... no, whatever you want to make, as long as it's French toast, eggs and bacon," she replied, giggling. As we were eating, my sister brought up the elephant in the room, asking a question that I too had thought about. "What are we going to do when they return?" Her questioned halted my next fork full of food, headed for my mouth. My only encouragement came from knowing we were college bound in a couple of months. "Not sure, but I guess we won't be sleeping together," "Or showering, or you shaving my pussy... shit, this is gonna suck," Jess, added. "Hey, in a couple of months we'll be in college, on our own. We can rent a place together to save money - right?" "Yeah, I suppose, but..." "But what?" "We have two more days before they get back, to enjoy each other," she said, reaching to grip my hand. "You mean...?" "Yes, and twice a day, at least. I want to make sure my hymen doesn't close back up, and I'm not bleeding after we fuck," she responded. My sister was on a mission and wasn't to be denied. Her words 'at least' made me quiver. Was she wondering how many times I could cum in a day? I was about to find out... 18 Our second time was a spur of the moment decision. I caught the thread bare slip she'd worn for breakfast being tossed up on the counter, and a second later her bare breasts were pressing against my back. She kissed my shoulder blade and slipped her hand into my boxers, taking hold of my penis. There was no time for anticipation. "Here?" I questioned. "Why not, there's nothing to stop us, and the floor is tiled. If I bleed it won't matter," she whispered out, actively stroking my cock. Feeling my erection starting to grow, she squatted and pulled my boxers down, helping me step out of them. I turned and she hungrily went after my cock, completing my rise, as I looked down. Happy with her results, she bounced my cock against my belly a few times before standing. "Where?" I asked. With no hesitation, she moved past me and lifted her right leg up onto the kitchen counter. "Right here is fine," she said, looking over her shoulder at me. Moving in behind my sister, I grabbed my cock and rubbed it along her slit, before wiggling it into her vagina. "Whoa, shit! Easy babe... it's still tender down there," Jess said, inhaling sharply. Heeding her warning, I pushed in slowly, until my mons was against her bare ass. Jess had reached around grabbing my arm, holding her breath until I'd bottomed out. "Wow, did you get bigger?!" she asked, taking quick panting breaths. "Sis, are you sure you want to do this?" "Yes, Jesus Michael, you're balls deep, go ahead," she replied, reaching down to find her clit. With my left hand on her hip, I reached with my right to grab her tit and started humping her pussy. With buttocks clinched, I slowly worked my cock in and out, giving her and me the pleasure of long vaginal rubbing strokes. "That's it... oh man, yeah, yeah... work my pussy, Michael." There was something different about our second time - it seemed almost clinical in a way. Unlike our first intercourse, Jessica showed signs of an orgasm building. Between my humping and her rubbing her clit, I felt her left leg quiver and then shake, growing weak in the knee as she approached climax. Letting go of her breast, I had both hands on her hips, thrusting hard, quick and deep. 19 "Ohhhh shiiiiiiitttttt, Miiiichael... I'm fucking... cummmmmming!" she cried out, with a white knuckled grip on the counter edge With one final hard slam, I joined her, pumping her pussy full of cum. "Holy crap, that was intense... you came this time!" I gasped out, looking down at the semen and blood dripping on the floor. "Am I still bleeding?" she asked, gasping for air. "A little yeah... not deep red like last night, more of a pale pink," I answered, slowly working my cock in and out. "Was it less painful?" "Yes, once you were in." Finally, easing my cock out, I released the cork, under protest from Jess. A greater amount of cum mixed with blood oozed out onto the floor. Sliding her right leg off the counter, she stood before me unsteady, but smiling. "You didn't have to pull out so soon," she said, reaching to wrap her arms around my neck. After our kiss, I bent down and swooped her up in my arms, carrying her off to the bathroom. Jess giggled. "My knight in shining armor... don't let the king know you've been fucking the queen," she whispered. I didn't go there - again, but smiled, setting her down to start the shower. As I said, the intercourse after breakfast was almost clinical. Jess was making sure her vaginal opening would stay open. Our shower was far more sensual, erotic even. Washing her body, having my hands on every inch of her, was pure heaven. I took care of her with all the loving tenderness of a brother... We would fuck twice more on our second to the last day of freedom. The next time was mid-afternoon, when Jess came out onto the patio, wearing her tiny bikini again, with two beers in hand. "Yeah, why not," I replied, as she straddled me, handing over a beer. "You got that look, what's going on, sis?" "Nothing really... I was just wondering what it would be like giving you a lap dance," she answered, holding up her beer for a toast.